The Arizona sentinel., 1887-09-24

man strode to the door and opened it wide. As he did so there appeared to be move among the assembly to as- sault me, but the man held up his hand and said, authoritatively: Mot here, lads" "Now," he shouted, turning to me, 'yOu get out!r'
 Inever bandy words with mar who is much larger and stronger than my self, and the speed with which 1 got out on the pavement rendered futile his good-natured attempt to assist me out heard the door bolted and the hubbub renewed with greater fierce n 'ss than before.
 Iwalked around the corner and stood moment looking at the ruddy win dows wondering what the meaning was of such a reception. Even if Ihad stumbled into a private gathering, which seemed possible, the desire for cool glass of beer is not looked on by the average Englishman as putting a person beyond the pale of civil treat ment It is a yearning they generally appreciate and sympathize with.
 As stood there meditating on the circumstances a side door opened and woman's head appeared. Looking furtively up and down the street she whispered when she saw me:
 "Cut for it! Don't stand there, but run?"
 "Why" I asked, ''what have I done?"
 They think you're an informer. Runw
 'Tll go back and show them I'm not an informer. What should I inform about"
 ''Oh, don't stand there but 90! They've too much drink in them to listen to you. Cut for it or there'n be murder"
 With this the door was closed as softly as it opened, and thinking that perhaps the woman knew better than l, what sort of companions she had, I ''cut for it."
 Before got around the corner I mo- ticed three men come out, and seeing me cutting for it they followed, but not with as much haste as they would have done, thought, if they wanted to catch me. Nevertheless before I had turned the next corner they were at the first turning, and as they came into the light of the corner lamp 1 nO- ticed that each had a stout stick in his hand. Iran down the next street and in a very few moments saw why they | did not hurry. 1 was Tn trap. Up in the darkness before me loomed the huge brick viaduct of a railway that ran above the housetops. Against this ended the street and there was no way out except the road by which l | came.
 Just as the position of affairs dawned on me my three pursuers ap- peared at the other end of the street. There was a lamp about half way down the street and Preached it little before they did.
 Well" said, dejectedly, q sup pose it's all up. I see you know me-"
 You won't know yourself when we be done wye" said the foremost ruffian.
 "Oh," I exclaimed, q give myself up. 1 am tired of hiding, and intend- ed to give up to the first policeman l met But you may as well have the reward among you, Isuppose. It won't make any difference to me-"
 "What reward?" cried another of the gang.
 'The one hundred pounds. You know. of course, that am Brown. the murderer "
 Now, here was a curious phase of human nature. Up to that moment they had been pressing around me, each waiting for the others to strike first But the moment I mentioned my name they fell back aghast. as if it touch me. And yet they were them selves going to make brutal assault that for all they knew would end in murder. Brown was not the name of the murderer that all London was searching for at that time, but that name will serve. He had been week in hiding, with the tolls getting closer and closer around him. He had been seen in every quarter of the metropolis. and many a man over his glass of beer had told how he had passed him, or spoke to him, or thought he had. My three rufians consulted together for mo- ment The startling announcement 1 had made had sob .red them. The crime had been guilty of had been one of particular atrocity. could see that the three had half mind to ''cut for it'' themselves.
 Twill you go quietly with us to the station?" said the foremost ruffian.
 Certainly. Two of you can take my arm and the other follow with his stick. I couldn't get away if tried. "
 They declined to touch me, but one walked on each side while the third followed.
 
 This is Brown. the murderer" said the foremost ruffian to the sleepy inspector at the station, which we reached after long walk.
 "What!!r' cried that functionary, as he sprang up. wide awake. The two policemen who were sitting in on | a side ben oh iumped to their feet. I